99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall.....

Oh dear!  We were busy ripping carpet out of our basement (see flood/fire Easter post) when we heard silence (never a good thing in this house), minus a few clanging sounds.  We followed the clanging sounds to our  big walk in refrigerator sun-porch. This is the scene we came upon...

Seamus ever so carefully lined up a case of beer bottles on the window sill. He knows just how to add that certain decorative flair to make the neighbors proud.  Sigh.

As you can see, he was quite proud of himself!  Slainte!